Qubit loathes being ill, and the fact that this pathogen took him totally out of commission for over a week has been driving him crazy. He's finally on the mend now, though, even if not all of his symptoms have disappeared - the fever broke a day or two ago, but he's still a bit lightheaded, and the congestion and hoarseness will probably take another week or two to go away completely. And he still keeps seeing weird flickers in the corners of his vision, some of them resolving to numbers or code fragments that dance in the air for a few seconds before he loses them. A little distracting, but nothing he can't ignore.
The point is, he's well enough to get back to work. And he needs that; the forced idleness has been making him depressed.
He went the extra mile freshening up today. Shaved smooth, styled his hair with a little extra aplomb, even ironed his slacks and wore a tie (green, of course, all he ever wears is green). So even if he's not at a hundred percent just yet, at least he feels like a human being again and less like a grungy sack of trash.
He's walking the halls briskly and with purpose, going down a mental list of things he needs to check on, issues he didn't have a chance to address last week, and so on. With him and Peter both out of action for a while there, priority one is to make sure nothing's fallen apart in the meantime. But he slows when he sees Patch coming toward him, behaving... rather oddly.
"Detective?" he asks, once she's within earshot. He can't say he knows her well, but kicking around a battered cardboard box held together with bungee cords is pretty strange behavior for anybody. "Everything all right?"
(The voices may have given her another clue at some point: "What's green and green and green all over?" But that could be referring to anyone.)
A. im gonna be Qubit anyway, so there :p
The point is, he's well enough to get back to work. And he needs that; the forced idleness has been making him depressed.
He went the extra mile freshening up today. Shaved smooth, styled his hair with a little extra aplomb, even ironed his slacks and wore a tie (green, of course, all he ever wears is green). So even if he's not at a hundred percent just yet, at least he feels like a human being again and less like a grungy sack of trash.
He's walking the halls briskly and with purpose, going down a mental list of things he needs to check on, issues he didn't have a chance to address last week, and so on. With him and Peter both out of action for a while there, priority one is to make sure nothing's fallen apart in the meantime. But he slows when he sees Patch coming toward him, behaving... rather oddly.
"Detective?" he asks, once she's within earshot. He can't say he knows her well, but kicking around a battered cardboard box held together with bungee cords is pretty strange behavior for anybody. "Everything all right?"
(The voices may have given her another clue at some point: "What's green and green and green all over?" But that could be referring to anyone.)